I was now buzzing with the moment, the moment when you know that there is a connection, that you know that you are going to become so close to that pe...son that it will be special. She was still wearing her black dress, i moved closer to her, and she moved in, and we kissed, she put the glass of water down on the side. We kissed passionately and I moved my hands on her bottom, it was so nice, small but peachy.We both wanted sex, and things were going quickly, 'come on' i said quietly and took. She suggested that if things work out well that maybe she could just move in with us.That night we carefully and gently made love while my husband watched us. I had made out with the other women many times to tease our men and excite them but making love to Charlotte was different. It was more romantic and loving. I started to realize that I liked licking her pussy juice and her throbbing clit until she orgasmed. I liked what she did to me too. I wondered if I was becoming a lesbian.After an. I'm your bitch, your little fucking bitch, fuck me now, fuck me hard, I'm going to cum, jesus fucking christ, jesus, uh, uh, ooooh, uh, uh."The sound of my wife's cunt, sloppy and wet, being pumped hard. My little cock drooled precum down the side of my leg. My fears had melted away and were replaced with drooling lust. The room was filled with grunts and moans of pleasure. I could smell the sex from my hideaway. My cock drooled pre-cum and I dared not touch the hard little thing as I was. “When did you start doing this?”Betsy thought for a moment, “About twelve hours ago, more or less.”“WHAT!” blurted Billy, “Who with?”Betsy smiled, “A girls isn’t supposed to ‘kiss and tell’ so I bet that applies even more to fucking.”“But ... but ... I’m not some silly girlfriend. You just trusted me with your body so do you think I’d go blabbing around?”She got thoughtful, “I guess you’re right. But it’s just between us.”Billy nodded so she continued, “You know Mr. Smith that I babysit for? It.